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The laFkes and pines, they B9bleed of beauty aFnd graceB9
and the Frivers, they run wB9ild like an endlesFs race B9
the foFrrests soar so hB9igh then fall to tFhe sea B9
as Fchurch bells ring and B9sing in hFarmony B9
I Abmheard them say they're sBhutting Detroit dFown
but AbmI won't leave, cause tBhis is my homeCtown.
And its tBimes like Cthese we can't reFplace,
It's tBimes like thCese we must emFbrace,
And eBven though its Cbittersweet and Ebmbrings us Cto our kBnees,
It mAbmakes us who we aBre, in times like thFese.
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The cFoncrete and steel stand sB9trong against thFe wind, B9
with the Fmemories of what B9was and what haFs been, B9
the sFounds of sweet soul B9music and blue collFar blues,B9
there was F17 colors for a chevy on a B9red, white, &F blue, B9
I hAbmeard them say that Byou can't save that tFown,
but AbmI won't leave, IB will stand my groCund.
And its Btimes likeC these we can't rFeplace,
It's tBimes like thCese we must emFbrace,
And eBven though its Cbittersweet and Ebmbrings us Cto our kBnees,
It mAbmakes us who we aBre, in times like thFese.
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The Fice and snow give B9way to a new springF bloom B9
and the wFake that hope and fB9aith, they will be homFe soon,B9
a Fnew day dawns as the gB9ood lord shines fromF above, B9
caFuse in the rubble in rust there reB9mains a whole lot oFf loveB9,
and AbmI was here watching it Ball go doFwn,
and AbmI'll still be wBhen it comes back aCround.
And its Btimes likeC these we can't rFeplace,
It's tBimes like thCese we must emFbrace,
And eBven though its Cbittersweet and Ebmbrings us Cto our kBnees,
It mAbmakes us who we aBre, in times like thFese.
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